Monday, September 1, 2014


Pregnancy insomnia is hitting hard these days which means I'm ready for a nap by 10 and usually take one around 2 when Eli naps but I also get to enjoy a cup of coffee and the beautiful silence of my favorite time of the day: the early morning. 

I love the early morning to read my Bible, sip my coffee and gather my thoughts before the chaos of the day begins. Pre-motherhood, I was up by 6 and spent almost every morning this way. Once Eli came along though, mornings begin when my "alarm" (i.e. his cries) wakes me up, at whatever time he decides to get up, and I stumble half asleep to his room. He immediately signs he's hungry so I make him breakfast and usually can get a cup of coffee made. Whether I actually get to drink it or not is another story. Nine times out of ten it gets reheated more than once or, in the summer, takes on an afterlife of iced coffee for an afternoon pick-me-up. The Bible does not get read and my thoughts most certainly don't get gathered but I love my mornings just the same.    

Because my morning routine looks a little different these days, I have come to appreciate the days when it is just me, when I can start my day with the Lord and when I can sit and process all that has been swirling around in my head as of late.  

And as of late, what's been going through my mind is the amazing gift of God's goodness and grace. He never ceases to amaze me with how He provides exactly what we need and then some. For me, that often comes in the form of people.  

Last weekend He reminded me how He always brings amazing, kind and generous people into our lives wherever we go. We've moved quite a bit, as I'm sure you're all familiar with, but God never fails to provide us with friends, sometimes meeting through the most "random" of circumstances. And by random I mean God-orchestrated.     

Last weekend, the girls on the team threw me a surprise baby shower before the game.

 I had no idea they were planning this and was oh so humbled by their generosity.

They had gifts for baby, me and Elliot. Eli was super into the whole unwrapping thing and unwrapped all of the gifts for us. 

He's also (strangely) really into lotion and thought it was hilarious when I rubbed the excess baby lotion from his hands on his face. 

And of course he was all about the cupcakes, but really I can't say that I blame him.

They were adorbs and delicious. 

One of the girls, Laura, makes these amazing cakes

This was for us to take home and I could not stop eating it. Chocolate with dulce de leche in the middle. *Swoon*

We are so thankful for everyone's generosity and thoughtfulness to put this all together for us! 

While we may move a lot, one of the greatest blessings of that is all the amazing people we meet.  Living where we are has allowed us to reconnect with so many different people we met wherever we lived when they visit the city. Last weekend I caught up with a college girlfriend and her husband who were on a kid-free weekend getaway. 

We brunched on biscuits and omelets at Jacob's Pickles and commiserated over all the many joys and struggles of parenthood. In my time with them, I was once again reminded how truly blessed I have been to meet such beautiful people such as Laura and to be able to stay in contact with so many of them over the years. 

Afterwards, Eli and I spent a couple of hours at a playground at the corner of 77th and Amsterdam. 

As I sat watching him, I wondered if he would get to experience growing up in the same town as Luis and I did, or if we will continue to move throughout his childhood. Either way, I pray, oh do I pray, that he is always surrounded by kind and wonderful people, big and small, just as we have been everywhere we've gone. It truly is a gift and one I hope he receives throughout his life.

Thank you everyone who has welcomed and loved us wherever we've gone! From our home town, to college, to Germany, to now, we appreciate each and every one of you. Happy Labor Day Weekend!


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